POV: Luna
After the vision, sleep was impossible.
I spent the rest of the night on the roof, staring at the stars.
Trying to figure out how to stop an otherworld invasion with nothing but teenage wolves and desperation.
Liam found me at dawn.
"You can't keep doing this," he said.
"Doing what?"
"Carrying everything alone. You have a pack. A mate. Friends. Let us help."
"I am letting you help."
"You're letting us fight beside you. That's different from actually sharing the burden."
He was right. I knew he was right.
"I'm scared," I admitted. "Scared that if I lean on you too much, you'll get hurt. Die. Like Miguel did."
"Miguel died protecting you because that's what people do when they love someone. But his death wasn't your fault."
"Wasn't it? If he'd never met me—"
"He'd hav
